God Complex
Modesty and/or Sakana
Gambler
Marauder
6 hours ago
He had survived.
Unsure how much time had passed since beginning his trip to investigate in Auster, Gilgamesh barely makes it home. Frankly, he’s barely fucking alive. Mucous and goop cover his body, caking his fur, leaving a trail behind him as if he were a giant snail. Exhaustion riddled his bones. The injury to the back of his head required medical attention. Blood still trickled slowly every time he turned his neck.
The quickest way home had been across the channel. Not that he had enough energy to swim, but with the help of a piece of driftwood, he’d been able to make it. Barely. Collapsing on the sandy shore just on the outside of the ravine, he felt his eyes flutter closed. He had survived the worm therefore he would survive anything. Nothing would stop him.
Where was Modesty? Sakana? His lips open, but no sound emits. Throat dry and crusty, full of debris and saltwater. Thankfully, Erish was making her rounds. No doubt worried that her master had gone missing. The barn owl dips down from the sky and lands beside him. Gilgamesh barely recognizes her, but smiles nonetheless. Noticing his dire situation, Erish takes back off in search of help.
The Raid King, Gilgamesh
Unsure how much time had passed since beginning his trip to investigate in Auster, Gilgamesh barely makes it home. Frankly, he’s barely fucking alive. Mucous and goop cover his body, caking his fur, leaving a trail behind him as if he were a giant snail. Exhaustion riddled his bones. The injury to the back of his head required medical attention. Blood still trickled slowly every time he turned his neck.
The quickest way home had been across the channel. Not that he had enough energy to swim, but with the help of a piece of driftwood, he’d been able to make it. Barely. Collapsing on the sandy shore just on the outside of the ravine, he felt his eyes flutter closed. He had survived the worm therefore he would survive anything. Nothing would stop him.
Where was Modesty? Sakana? His lips open, but no sound emits. Throat dry and crusty, full of debris and saltwater. Thankfully, Erish was making her rounds. No doubt worried that her master had gone missing. The barn owl dips down from the sky and lands beside him. Gilgamesh barely recognizes her, but smiles nonetheless. Noticing his dire situation, Erish takes back off in search of help.
gilgamesh is aggressive, don't trust him